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Monday January 12, 09
03:25 PM - Supermarket
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So I was at the local supermarket in a queue with about three people in front of me- and the people on the tills were being really slow -

And the pissed off bloke standing in front of me turns round and says:

"this is worse than lining up for your christmas dinner in prison."

which is a pretty odd opening line..

so I mumbled "yeah" having no experience of prison whatsoever and not really understanding what he was going on about...

and then he said : "last year in Wandsworth Nick I jumped over the fence, went into the kitchens, and made my own fucking christmas dinner."

And he had a gleam in his eye like he was remembering it all really clearly, and like he was either just about to kill someone... or he was thinking about killing someone some time in the near future...

I mumbled another : "Yeah?"

Hoping it wouldn't encourage him.

But he hadn't finished. He looked me directly in the eye, and very loudly said: "YOU know what I mean, don't YOU?"

Which I can only think means that there is something about me that looks 'ex-con.'

And this is a pretty depressing thought..

then the queue started moving and he was shouting at the cashiers..

and then later, when I went outside, I saw that he was shouting at a Pigeon, a telephone box, traffic, and himself. And he was holding a banana pretending it was his knob.

Happy new year everyone.
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I think it could come in handy sometimes, just watch out at airports - apparently, I look like an ex-con myself, or a smuggler or something, because I always get the 'extra' search at the airport... it all started when I got patted down at heathrow when I was 12 and since then, I've been searched in all kinds of places.... my friends and family all walk on ahead while I hear, 'whose bag is this?'

I'm just holding my breath, waiting for the day they take me into the little room....
everybody's lost -- Tuesday January 13 2009, @09:40PM (#318837)
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...a chat with you and somehow, death loses its sting.


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